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with gloves\n[00:57.60] Remember that shit you said to vibe about me being a thug\n[00:59.95] Well you can tell the people you roll with whatever you want\n[01:02.41] But you and I know what's going on (Don't you)\n[01:05.87] Pay back, I knew you bitch niggas from way back\n[01:07.41] Witness me strapped with macs, knew I wouldn't play that\n[01:09.86] All you old rappers trying to advance\n[01:12.38] It's all over now, take it like a man (Trick ass square)\n[01:15.59] Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick\n[01:17.67] Trying to player hate on my shit, can eat a fat dick\n[01:20.30] Let it be known this is how you made me\n[01:22.53] Love it how I got you niggas crazy, Against all odds\n[01:25.61] Hoping my thug motherfuckas know\n[01:27.71] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[01:29.58] Against all odds\n[01:30.90] Up in the studio, gettin blow\n[01:32.55] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[01:34.65] Against All Odds\n[01:36.05] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[01:37.85] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[01:39.68] I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent\n[01:42.72] Jewellery, fast cars and known for flashing\n[01:46.12] Listen while I take you back and lace this rap\n[01:48.53] A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack\n[01:51.48] Knew he was working for the feds, same crime different trials\n[01:54.13] Niggas picture what he said, and did I mention?\n[01:56.90] Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchmen, in due time\n[01:59.02] I knew you bitch niggas was listening, the world is mine (hey Nas)\n[02:01.73] Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up\n[02:04.08] Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up\n[02:06.47] Touch one of mine, on everything I owe\n[02:08.85] I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga\n[02:12.19] All out warfare, eye for eye\n[02:14.24] Last words to a bitch nigga, why you lie?\n[02:16.67] Now you gotta watch your back, now, watch your front\n[02:19.16] Here we come gun shots to Tut, now you stuck\n[02:21.35] Fuck the rap game nigga, this M.O.B\n[02:24.53] So believe me, we enemies, I go Against All Odds\n[02:27.25] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[02:29.54] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[02:31.71] Against all odds\n[02:33.06] Up in the studio, gettin blow (blow)\n[02:34.67] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[02:36.51] Against All Odds\n[02:37.88] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[02:39.46] This be the realest shit I ever wrote (you all know)\n[02:41.51] Puffy getting robbed like a bitch to hide that fact\n[02:44.43] He did some shit he shouldn't have did so we ride them for that\n[02:48.21] And that nigga that was down for me, rest his head\n[02:50.97] Switched sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead\n[02:53.49] Probably be murdered for the shit that I said\n[02:55.59] I bring the real, be a legend, breathing or dead\n[02:58.19] Lord listen to me, God don't like ugly It Was Written\n[03:01.02] Hey Nas, your whole damn style is bitten (Rakim)\n[03:03.33] You heard 'My Melody', read about my life in the papers\n[03:06.08] All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers\n[03:08.15] Now you want to live my life, so what's the has-n-Nas?\n[03:11.34] Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies\n[03:13.70] Load him up against the wall, close his eyes\n[03:16.19] Since you lie, you die, goodbye\n[03:18.82] Let the real life niggas hear the truth from me\n[03:21.08] What would you do if you was me, Against All Odds\n[03:24.35] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[03:26.42] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[03:28.51] Against all odds\n[03:29.62] Up in the studio, gettin blow\n[03:31.59] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[03:33.47] Against All Odds\n[03:35.45] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[03:36.74] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[03:38.51] Against all odds\n[03:39.95] Up in the studio, gettin blow\n[03:41.70] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[03:43.68] Against All Odds\n[03:45.26] 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shit I ever wrote\n[00:22.57] Against all odds\n[00:23.75] Up in the studio, gettin blow\n[00:25.60] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[00:27.43] 21 Gun Salute dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots\n[00:29.44] Disappeared in the crowd all you seen was troops\n[00:31.06] This little nigga named Nas thinks he live like me\n[00:35.29] He's talking about he left the hospital took five like me\n[00:38.78] You living fantasies nigga, I reject your deposit\n[00:41.30] We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet\n[00:43.79] Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out\n[00:46.16] Next time grown folks talking, nigga close your mouth\n[00:48.74] Peep me, I take this war shit deeply\n[00:51.49] I seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me\n[00:54.39] Puffy, let's be honest you a punk, You gonna see me with gloves\n[00:57.63] Remember that shit you said to vibe about me being a thug\n[00:59.90] Well you can tell the people you roll with whatever you want\n[01:02.46] But you and I know what's going on (Don't you)\n[01:05.89] Pay back, I knew you bitch niggas from way back\n[01:07.47] Witness me strapped with macs, knew I wouldn't play that\n[01:09.89] All you old rappers trying to advance\n[01:12.34] It's all over now, take it like a man (Trick ass square)\n[01:15.50] Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick\n[01:17.61] Trying to player hate on my shit, can eat a fat dick\n[01:20.39] Let it be known this is how you made me\n[01:22.51] Love it how I got you niggas crazy, Against all odds\n[01:25.62] Hoping my thug motherfuckas know\n[01:27.70] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[01:29.53] Against all odds\n[01:30.95] Up in the studio, gettin blow\n[01:32.50] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[01:34.62] Against All Odds\n[01:36.02] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[01:37.85] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[01:39.62] I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent\n[01:42.76] Jewellery, fast cars and known for flashing\n[01:46.10] Listen while I take you back and lace this rap\n[01:48.59] A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack\n[01:51.45] Knew he was working for the feds, same crime different trials\n[01:54.18] Niggas picture what he said, and did I mention?\n[01:56.99] Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchmen, in due time\n[01:59.05] I knew you bitch niggas was listening, the world is mine (hey Nas)\n[02:01.74] Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up\n[02:04.04] Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up\n[02:06.44] Touch one of mine, on everything I owe\n[02:08.84] I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga\n[02:12.18] All out warfare, eye for eye\n[02:14.25] Last words to a bitch nigga, why you lie?\n[02:16.61] Now you gotta watch your back, now, watch your front\n[02:19.17] Here we come gun shots to Tut, now you stuck\n[02:21.32] Fuck the rap game nigga, this M.O.B\n[02:24.52] So believe me, we enemies, I go Against All Odds\n[02:27.24] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[02:29.56] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[02:31.78] Against all odds\n[02:33.09] Up in the studio, gettin blow (blow)\n[02:34.68] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[02:36.52] Against All Odds\n[02:37.82] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[02:39.49] This be the realest shit I ever wrote (you all know)\n[02:41.58] Puffy getting robbed like a bitch to hide that fact\n[02:44.40] He did some shit he shouldn't have did so we ride them for that\n[02:48.20] And that nigga that was down for me, rest his head\n[02:50.96] Switched sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead\n[02:53.43] Probably be murdered for the shit that I said\n[02:55.56] I bring the real, be a legend, breathing or dead\n[02:58.12] Lord listen to me, God don't like ugly It Was Written\n[03:01.05] Hey Nas, your whole damn style is bitten (Rakim)\n[03:03.35] You heard 'My Melody', read about my life in the papers\n[03:06.08] All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers\n[03:08.17] Now you want to live my life, so what's the has-n-Nas?\n[03:11.36] Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies\n[03:13.77] Load him up against the wall, close his eyes\n[03:16.16] Since you lie, you die, goodbye\n[03:18.82] Let the real life niggas hear the truth from me\n[03:21.01] What would you do if you was me, Against All Odds\n[03:24.35] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[03:26.44] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[03:28.58] Against all odds\n[03:29.65] Up in the studio, gettin blow\n[03:31.59] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[03:33.42] Against All Odds\n[03:35.48] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[03:36.73] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[03:38.58] Against all odds\n[03:39.95] Up in the studio, gettin blow\n[03:41.73] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[03:43.67] Against All Odds\n[03:45.27] (Tupac Talking)\n[03:47.55] One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw, Outlaw)\n[03:48.66] 21 Gun Salute to my niggas that died in the lines of duty\n[03:50.56] Represent to the fullest and be a souljah\n[03:52.45] The military minds that play the rules of the game\n[03:54.26] 21 Gun Salute\n[03:55.62] I salute you my niggas\n[03:57.49] Stay strong\n[03:58.73] I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you\n[03:59.85] It's on for you\n[04:01.64] Cause all you bitch made niggas\n[04:04.38] Are coming for me\n[04:05.63] Against all odds\n[04:07.02] I don't care who you fuck with\n[04:08.54] You touch me I'm at you\n[04:10.10] I know you motherfuckers don't think I forgot\n[04:11.78] Hell na I ain't forgot nigga\n[04:12.87] I just remember what you told me\n[04:15.22] You said don't go to war till I got my money right\n[04:17.04] Now I got my money right\n[04:18.82] Now I want war\n[04:19.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 12 - 2Pac - Against All Odds\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: 'The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory'\n  duration_ms: 277000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: 21 Gun Salute\n  start_ms: 1100\n  end_ms: 9100\n- text: One 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(Trick ass square)\n[01:15.51] Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick\n[01:17.66] Trying to player hate on my shit, can eat a fat dick\n[01:20.38] Let it be known this is how you made me\n[01:22.56] Love it how I got you niggas crazy, Against all odds\n[01:25.69] Hoping my thug motherfuckas know\n[01:27.77] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[01:29.55] Against all odds\n[01:30.98] Up in the studio, gettin blow\n[01:32.54] To the truest shit I ever spoke\n[01:34.62] Against All Odds\n[01:36.02] Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n[01:37.88] This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n[01:39.67] I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent\n[01:42.74] Jewellery, fast cars and known for flashing\n[01:46.16] Listen while I take you back and lace this rap\n[01:48.55] A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack\n[01:51.44] Knew he was working for the feds, same crime different trials\n[01:54.10] Niggas picture what he said, and did I mention?\n[01:56.96] Promised 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said, and did I mention?\n  start_ms: 114100\n  end_ms: 116960\n- text: Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchmen, in due time\n  start_ms: 116960\n  end_ms: 119010\n- text: I knew you bitch niggas was listening, the world is mine (hey Nas)\n  start_ms: 119010\n  end_ms: 121770\n- text: Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up\n  start_ms: 121770\n  end_ms: 124030\n- text: Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up\n  start_ms: 124030\n  end_ms: 126480\n- text: Touch one of mine, on everything I owe\n  start_ms: 126480\n  end_ms: 128810\n- text: I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga\n  start_ms: 128810\n  end_ms: 132140\n- text: All out warfare, eye for eye\n  start_ms: 132140\n  end_ms: 134230\n- text: Last words to a bitch nigga, why you lie?\n  start_ms: 134230\n  end_ms: 136610\n- text: Now you gotta watch your back, now, watch your front\n  start_ms: 136610\n  end_ms: 139160\n- text: Here we come gun shots to Tut, now you stuck\n  start_ms: 139160\n  end_ms: 141360\n- text: Fuck the rap game nigga, this M.O.B\n  start_ms: 141360\n  end_ms: 144550\n- text: So believe me, we enemies, I go Against All Odds\n  start_ms: 144550\n  end_ms: 147210\n- text: Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n  start_ms: 147210\n  end_ms: 149570\n- text: This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n  start_ms: 149570\n  end_ms: 151730\n- text: Against all odds\n  start_ms: 151730\n  end_ms: 153090\n- text: Up in the studio, gettin blow (blow)\n  start_ms: 153090\n  end_ms: 154630\n- text: To the truest shit I ever spoke\n  start_ms: 154630\n  end_ms: 156520\n- text: Against All Odds\n  start_ms: 156520\n  end_ms: 157870\n- text: Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n  start_ms: 157870\n  end_ms: 159500\n- text: This be the realest shit I ever wrote (you all know)\n  start_ms: 159500\n  end_ms: 161500\n- text: Puffy getting robbed like a bitch to hide that fact\n  start_ms: 161500\n  end_ms: 164410\n- text: He did some shit he shouldn't have did so we ride them for that\n  start_ms: 164410\n  end_ms: 168220\n- text: And that nigga that was down for me, rest his head\n  start_ms: 168220\n  end_ms: 170920\n- text: Switched sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead\n  start_ms: 170920\n  end_ms: 173400\n- text: Probably be murdered for the shit that I said\n  start_ms: 173400\n  end_ms: 175590\n- text: I bring the real, be a legend, breathing or dead\n  start_ms: 175590\n  end_ms: 178160\n- text: Lord listen to me, God don't like ugly It Was Written\n  start_ms: 178160\n  end_ms: 181060\n- text: Hey Nas, your whole damn style is bitten (Rakim)\n  start_ms: 181060\n  end_ms: 183340\n- text: You heard 'My Melody', read about my life in the papers\n  start_ms: 183340\n  end_ms: 186010\n- text: All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers\n  start_ms: 186010\n  end_ms: 188170\n- text: Now you want to live my life, so what's the has-n-Nas?\n  start_ms: 188170\n  end_ms: 191310\n- text: Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies\n  start_ms: 191310\n  end_ms: 193720\n- text: Load him up against the wall, close his eyes\n  start_ms: 193720\n  end_ms: 196140\n- text: Since you lie, you die, goodbye\n  start_ms: 196140\n  end_ms: 198840\n- text: Let the real life niggas hear the truth from me\n  start_ms: 198840\n  end_ms: 201010\n- text: What would you do if you was me, Against All Odds\n  start_ms: 201010\n  end_ms: 204350\n- text: Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n  start_ms: 204350\n  end_ms: 206480\n- text: This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n  start_ms: 206480\n  end_ms: 208530\n- text: Against all odds\n  start_ms: 208530\n  end_ms: 209660\n- text: Up in the studio, gettin blow\n  start_ms: 209660\n  end_ms: 211550\n- text: To the truest shit I ever spoke\n  start_ms: 211550\n  end_ms: 213490\n- text: Against All Odds\n  start_ms: 213490\n  end_ms: 215420\n- text: Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n  start_ms: 215420\n  end_ms: 216760\n- text: This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n  start_ms: 216760\n  end_ms: 218570\n- text: Against all odds\n  start_ms: 218570\n  end_ms: 219950\n- text: Up in the studio, gettin blow\n  start_ms: 219950\n  end_ms: 221760\n- text: To the truest shit I ever spoke\n  start_ms: 221760\n  end_ms: 223600\n- text: Against All Odds\n  start_ms: 223600\n  end_ms: 225270\n- text: (Tupac Talking)\n  start_ms: 225270\n  end_ms: 227530\n- text: One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw, Outlaw)\n  start_ms: 227530\n  end_ms: 228600\n- text: 21 Gun Salute to my niggas that died in the lines of duty\n  start_ms: 228600\n  end_ms: 230570\n- text: Represent to the fullest and be a souljah\n  start_ms: 230570\n  end_ms: 232450\n- text: The military minds that play the rules of the game\n  start_ms: 232450\n  end_ms: 234220\n- text: 21 Gun Salute\n  start_ms: 234220\n  end_ms: 235600\n- text: I salute you my niggas\n  start_ms: 235600\n  end_ms: 237450\n- text: Stay strong\n  start_ms: 237450\n  end_ms: 238710\n- text: I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you\n  start_ms: 238710\n  end_ms: 239870\n- text: It's on for you\n  start_ms: 239870\n  end_ms: 241610\n- text: Cause all you bitch made niggas\n  start_ms: 241610\n  end_ms: 244360\n- text: Are coming for me\n  start_ms: 244360\n  end_ms: 245680\n- text: Against all odds\n  start_ms: 245680\n  end_ms: 247090\n- text: I don't care who you fuck with\n  start_ms: 247090\n  end_ms: 248570\n- text: You touch me I'm at you\n  start_ms: 248570\n  end_ms: 250100\n- text: I know you motherfuckers don't think I forgot\n  start_ms: 250100\n  end_ms: 251730\n- text: Hell na I ain't forgot nigga\n  start_ms: 251730\n  end_ms: 252810\n- text: I just remember what you told me\n  start_ms: 252810\n  end_ms: 255210\n- text: You said don't go to war till I got my money right\n  start_ms: 255210\n  end_ms: 257090\n- text: Now I got my money right\n  start_ms: 257090\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Now I want war\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 259910\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 259910\nplain: |-\n  21 Gun Salute\n\n  One love, One love\n  One Nation\n  21 Gun Salute\n  All the time I'm ...\n  Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n\n  This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n  Against all odds\n  Up in the studio, gettin blow\n  To the truest shit I ever spoke\n\n  21 Gun Salute dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots\n\n  Disappeared in the crowd all you seen was troops\n  This little nigga named Nas thinks he live like me\n  He's talking about he left the hospital took five like me\n  You living fantasies nigga, I reject your deposit\n  We shook Dre punk ass, now he out of the closet\n  Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out\n  Next time grown folks talking, nigga close your mouth\n  Peep me, I take this war shit deeply\n  I seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me\n  Puffy, let's be honest you a punk, You gonna see me with gloves\n  Remember that shit you said to vibe about me being a thug\n  Well you can tell the people you roll with whatever you want\n  But you and I know what's going on (Don't you)\n  Pay back, I knew you bitch niggas from way back\n  Witness me strapped with macs, knew I wouldn't play that\n  All you old rappers trying to advance\n  It's all over now, take it like a man (Trick ass square)\n  Niggas looking like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick\n  Trying to player hate on my shit, can eat a fat dick\n  Let it be known this is how you made me\n  Love it how I got you niggas crazy, Against all odds\n\n  Hoping my thug motherfuckas know\n\n  This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n  Against all odds\n  Up in the studio, gettin blow\n  To the truest shit I ever spoke\n  Against All Odds\n  Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n  This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n\n  I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent\n\n  Jewellery, fast cars and known for flashing\n  Listen while I take you back and lace this rap\n  A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack\n  Knew he was working for the feds, same crime different trials\n  Niggas picture what he said, and did I mention?\n  Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchmen, in due time\n  I knew you bitch niggas was listening, the world is mine (hey Nas)\n  Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up\n  Heard the guns bust, but you tricks never shut me up\n  Touch one of mine, on everything I owe\n  I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga\n  All out warfare, eye for eye\n  Last words to a bitch nigga, why you lie?\n  Now you gotta watch your back, now, watch your front\n  Here we come gun shots to Tut, now you stuck\n  Fuck the rap game nigga, this M.O.B\n  So believe me, we enemies, I go Against All Odds\n\n  Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n\n  This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n  Against all odds\n  Up in the studio, gettin blow (blow)\n  To the truest shit I ever spoke\n  Against All Odds\n  Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n  This be the realest shit I ever wrote (you all know)\n\n  Puffy getting robbed like a bitch to hide that fact\n\n  He did some shit he shouldn't have did so we ride them for that\n  And that nigga that was down for me, rest his head\n  Switched sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead\n  Probably be murdered for the shit that I said\n  I bring the real, be a legend, breathing or dead\n  Lord listen to me, God don't like ugly It Was Written\n  Hey Nas, your whole damn style is bitten (Rakim)\n  You heard 'My Melody', read about my life in the papers\n  All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers\n  Now you want to live my life, so what's the has-n-Nas?\n  Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies\n  Load him up against the wall, close his eyes\n  Since you lie, you die, goodbye\n  Let the real life niggas hear the truth from me\n  What would you do if you was me, Against All Odds\n\n  Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n\n  This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n  Against all odds\n  Up in the studio, gettin blow\n  To the truest shit I ever spoke\n  Against All Odds\n  Hoping my true motherfuckas know\n  This be the realest shit I ever wrote\n  Against all odds\n  Up in the studio, gettin blow\n  To the truest shit I ever spoke\n  Against All Odds\n  (Tupac Talking)\n\n  One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw, Outlaw)\n\n  21 Gun Salute to my niggas that died in the lines of duty\n  Represent to the fullest and be a souljah\n  The military minds that play the rules of the game\n  21 Gun Salute\n  I salute you my niggas\n  Stay strong\n  I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you\n  It's on for you\n  Cause all you bitch made niggas\n  Are coming for me\n  Against all odds\n  I don't care who you fuck with\n  You touch me I'm at you\n  I know you motherfuckers don't think I forgot\n  Hell na I ain't forgot nigga\n  I just remember what you told me\n  You said don't go to war till I got my money right\n  Now I got my money right\n  Now I want war\n"}]